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Well damn, it's cheap and it's useful! But... that Expansion has been on the Hive’s mind for so long, and the kick it’d be to be just that small amount short of affording it....
Your Computer screams as you shut it down, preparing for the next chunk of Day.
Closing the Office door, you make your way down the North Hall when something catches your attention outside the Window into the 'backyard' of your Pizzeria.
On the ground, a Child no older than eleven is slowly rolling on the grass, well outside of the Play Area.
He's young, but a portion of the Hive muses he was probably trying out smoking or just wanted to go Hiking. Given how slow he's moving, maybe drinking? Some sort of kiddish rebellion or another...
Damn sure better not be hunting for your Shed. Last thing you need is a bunch of middle school aged punks messing with the very little you own.
Then you see the blood staining the grass.
...
The Sun shimmers on the glass shard embedded into the gaping wrist of the boy. As he rolls, it's all too easy to see how he slipped off the Jungle Gym, and overshot in his frantic attempt to grab the bar.
What would have been a bloody palm instead took hold of his wrist, the glass shard slicing into his veins like paper, before slowly sliding down that long fall in tandem, splitting those pinkish-blue veins open before getting lodged into firm muscle, with nowhere else to go but fall to the ground with him.
The Child is trying to scream but nothing is coming out but a toad-like croak, shock fully overtaking the Victim.
The force of the blood squirting freely from his wrist is almost comical. There doesn't seem to be anyone with him, he must have run in the wrong direction in his panic.
He won't have much longer before he bleeds out completely.
...
... It'll be a big hit to business if anyone sees this.
